mom... pray!

this morning at about 5AM

i heard my Beckley boy yelling...

it took me a minute to figure out what he was saying...

but, as i made it up the stairs to his room,

i was able to make it out...

"mom!

i had a bad dream...

PRAY!"

i went in and laid next to my sweet boy and said a pray for him.

he then closed his eyes and drifted back into sleep.

awe... 

my heart swelled.

and, i had a proud mom moment.

he knew that praying was what he needed to do

to feel safe & not afraid again.

later this morning,

while i was running,

Beckley told Adrian

that he had a dream about a mean monster, but then 

"Heavenly & Father came and protected me

and I wasn't afraid" 

"i am a child of God

and he has sent me here

has given me an earthly home

with parents kind & dear

lead me, guide me, walk beside me

help me find the way

teach me all that i must do

to live with Him someday."